Dark Tempest (Red Winter Trilogy, #2)

by Annette Marie

An arm slipped around her waist, pulling her backward into a warm body. “Did you miss me?” Shiro purred in her ear.

“What about death is to be feared? The burdens of life can be so great that it would be a comfort to know that someday it will end … that someday, we will have earned the final rest.”

“What does it mean to be a Kunitsukami?” she repeated. When he answered, the single word rang with cutting finality. “Alone.”

SADNESS